The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1887-12-04

*......... Observation-Disclosures.
Sacred to the Memory
Our Mother, {:
d: MARY HAMMER PAINE, ::
q: Wife of {:
q: FRANK RANDOLPH PAINE, ::
6. Deceased.
: Born in Bedford county. Va. Juue 81, 49,. ::
!: Died in Richmond, Va, June q, 1S. ::
d: And Her Best Shall be Glorious" ::
On either side of the monument stood a
marble urn, in which were growing bright
hued verbenas and sweet-scented gerani-
umS.
Virgil had purchased a bouquet on his
way to the cemetery. On entering the sec
ton he reverently placed the little tribute at
the base of the monument, and then seated
himself on the CURLING.
Milton presently sat down beside him, and
looking up in his face, said:
Brother, as soon as you become able,
you are going to buy Fern Springs and have
mammals remains removed thlther and
buried beside papa's and sister Beulah's, are
you notW
That is my intention, Milton; but | am
sure mother could not rest Ill more Sc
cluded or beautiful spot than this. Do you
think so?n
Virgil wound his arm around his little
brothers neck as he asked the question, and
impressed with the solemn beauty OF their
surroundings the two sat together In silence
for five minutes or more. Then rising, they
wended their way around the path leading
to the main avenue. just around the curve
in the path was situated Mr.. Norris sec
ton. and as they turned the curve they
saw the tobacconist'S carriage standing in
the road below.
Milton clapped his hands together in de-
light
Miss Paulie and Mrs. NORRIS are out
here" he exclaimed. ''Ain't glade Come,
brother, walk faster"
Just here low, sweet laugh rang out on
the still, solemn, ARA laugh that sent a
strange feeling through the being of our
hero.
THAT was Miss Florine who laughed, y
said Milton, frowning with vexation. II
reckon she'll be eternally stuck at Miss Pau
lies side everywhere she goes. / don't reckon
I'll ever have Miss Paulie all to myself
again. / just wish Miss Florine had stayed
in Europe!n
81 will retrace my steps and reach the
main road by some other direction, /" thought
Virgil, as he paused suddenly in his walk
But that would be silly, unmanly. Why
should be afraid to pass that girls No, |
will not go one step out of my way on her
account! will go right by Mr. NORRIS
section, and if we should be introduced to
each other, will acknowledge the intro
duction as coldly as good breeding will per-
nit"
And, acting upon this resolution, he took
his brother by the hand and boldly walked
on until he reached the tobacconists lot
CHANGING therein, he beheld Charlie stand
ing against an urn and the Misses Morriss
sitting directly in front of the young minis
ter on an iron bench.
Good evening, Virgil" said Charlie.
"Good evening, Charlie. How are you,
PaulieT' said the young lawyer, grasping
the young lady's hand.
':Thank you, am well. How are your
81, too, am well, thank you, twas the dig
nified reply.
''And here is my little Romeo" ex-
claimed Pauline, leaving Florine's side and
taking a seat on the cUrbing beside Milton.
An embarrassing silence ensued Char
lie, at length, in great confusion, STAN
mered:
'Mr.-Mr. Paine, allow me to introduce
YOU to my sister, Miss Morriss"
Tremblingly Florine arose as Virgil adj
vanced toward her. His imposing stature,
his graceful majestic bearing, his fair, clas-
sic face, with its large eloquent brown eyes,
his magnificent head with its profusion of
raven hair, at once filed her with an unut-
terable awe.
"Good-good evening, Mr. Paine" she
stammered, with her eyes fixed upon the
ground and her face as crimson as rose
GOOD evening, Miss Morriss" he said,
coldly, as his eyes sparkled with triumph
81 think we have met before, have we not p
His eyes dwelt moment upon the beauti-
full face of the girl, and, then, without
waiting for reply, to his question, he de-
liberately turned and left her side He
paused beside Pauline, and as the two Ell
tered into conversation about some book he
had sent her few days before, Florine saw
a gentle and winning expression take the
place of the naughty one with which he had
regarded her. That she-"the beautiful
and queenly Miss Norris" as she had been
called abroad-that she who had won and
flung aside the hearts of several English no
blemen and other wealthy and distinguished
men-should be treated with such silent con-
tempt by this poor young lawyer-this ''un-
titled aristocrat"-Stung her vanity deeply.
Indeed for the first time in her life she was
brought to a realization of her shallowness.
Instantly she lost all desire to fiirt with our
hero. She felt that he had tiiumphed The
voice which had disguised her in girihood
fell upon her ears now in tones of marvel
Gus sweetness. Oh, that he would only
speak to mel Oh that he would even be-
stow upon me single smile--a single friend
ly glance!
"he hates me so much he will not even
look at me, she thought. But if he be so
good and noble as Charlie and Pauline say
he is, will he not forgive me if / ask his
pardon for that error of my girlhoods l
will test his manliness."
Summoning all her courage to her aid,
she arose, and, with wildly beating hea TT,
approached the young lawyer.
"Mr Paine" she faltered, and here her
tongue seemed to cleave to the roof of her
mouth.
All eyes turned instantly toward her,
thereby increasing her confusion.
"Did you address me, Miss Morrissm
asked Virgil, the cold expression coming
back to his face.
'Idid, sir, she replied, with downcast eyes.